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Chapter 177 He has to send the information
On the other side, Da Qi.

It was snowing again in the capital city. Even though the glazed tiles on the palace walls were swept every day, they were inevitably covered with snow.

A few days ago, a batch of cold-resistant supplies were transported out of Beijing, led by a girl wearing a red dress and holding a spear.

The second daughter of the Liu family just gave up her position as concubine in the palace. Some people said she was stupid, while others said she was no less than a man.

The Liu family knew better than anyone how dangerous this journey was, so in the end they sighed and let Liu Yunyan make her own choice.

"It's better to die on the border than to be trapped in the capital and be manipulated by others." This is what Liu Yunyan said to the son of the Shangshu family.

The imperial decree from the palace granting the marriage never came down in the end.

After that day, the son of the Shangshu family, who had always been playful and frivolous, also began to prepare seriously for the imperial examination next year.

According to the time, this batch of supplies will arrive in the North in five days.

But the news that came yesterday said that the mountain was closed due to a blizzard and support could not be provided.

Taking supplies along this road to explore the situation is equivalent to tying your head to your belt.

The Sitianjian occupies a good location. From the observatory, you can overlook most of the imperial city and the scenery is also excellent.

Outside the lattice door, heavy snow was drifting in the air, and the flames of the copper candlesticks were flickering, accompanied by subtle sounds in the charcoal basin.

"Alright?"

The person sitting in the main seat was dressed in luxurious black clothes, sitting casually, and speaking in a lazy voice with a hint of impatience.

The warden, who had been counting the food for a long time, was sweating profusely.

He doesn't know which road is passable or when the snowstorm in the north will stop!
He read the stars, prayed for saints, and made elixirs.

If I could calculate this accurately, I would have become a god!

"God's will is unpredictable, and mortals cannot predict it." The warden said with embarrassment, glancing carefully at the sword on the table.

The national teacher came with a sword, he really dared to take action.

"Don't you still have time for the blessing ceremony? Why can't you do something as trivial as me asking you to do?" Wen Zhi raised the corners of his mouth.

Supervisor: A small matter?

"I cannot compare with the Imperial Master."

What I mean is, come and calculate it yourself.

"Why would I look for you if I knew how to calculate?" Wen Zhi glanced at him.

Hearing this, the Supervisor was paralyzed. He was here to cause trouble. He was the Imperial Master, how could he not know how to observe the stars and tell fortunes?
Who are you lying to?
"This is a matter of heavenly secrets, and I really can't figure it out. If I can serve the Imperial Master in other matters, I will definitely not refuse."

A layer of sweat broke out on the supervisor's forehead. He never thought that Wen Zhi really couldn't do it.

However, it is true that they are making excuses for each other.

"The records left by the previous supervisor were not completely destroyed."

Wen Zhi asked with a smile, and when he raised his hand to support his chin, he revealed the wooden skewer on his wrist.

The follower beside him twitched his lips, then returned to his serious expression in a second.

When adults first put this thing on, they showed it off as much as they could, as if they were afraid that others wouldn't know about it.

The last time I met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he seemed to know who sent it, and his face looked very unhappy, as if someone had stolen his wife.

"Yes, yes." The supervisor quickly took his men to the library and took out a few sheets of yellowed rice paper from the secret compartment.

The day before yesterday, His Royal Highness Prince Cheng was scolded and was so scared that he hit his head in front of the palace.

The old emperor narrowed his eyes and asked indifferently, "Are you looking forward to my death? You dare to seize power."

As the emperor aged and became increasingly weak, his suspicion and madness became increasingly terrifying.

He felt that Prince Cheng had gone too far, but he let the imperial preceptor govern the country. However, the imperial preceptor became even more arrogant and refused to perform formalities when he met the emperor.

Everyone was angry but dared not speak out, they could only curse the Imperial Master behind his back for using witchcraft to harm the Great Qi Empire.

Jian Zheng was Prince Cheng's man, and now that Prince Cheng had lost his power, he knew that even if the Imperial Master killed him directly today, no one would be held accountable.

It would be better to give him the things left by the previous supervisor. "But the originals," the supervisor said awkwardly.

Wen Zhi glanced at him nonchalantly, sat down at the low table with something in his hand, and signaled his attendant to make a copy.

The things inside were of no use to him, but the design information on the layout of the imperial mausoleum was useful to Shen You.

The warden heaved a sigh of relief and wisely stepped outside to wait.

The surviving manuscripts also contain drawings and a lot of knowledge about mountain topography, just the Feng Shui stuff used in the explanation.

It was normal for a few gifted people to emerge in ancient times.

Shen You said that there are also mysteries in modern history that have not been solved to this day, such as the Tuibei Tu. Many people have studied this aspect, but no one has figured it out clearly.

The previous Supervisor of Da Qi was a man of real ability, but unfortunately, the old emperor broke his promise and Da Qi fell into decline, and such a person will never appear again.

The supervisor behind him is only good at refining mercury pills.

And most of the current generals are not good enough either.

After copying, Wen Zhi checked it once, put it away, and walked out of the library.

Before leaving the Imperial Observatory, he received an urgent report.

The capital city dealt with a group of enemy spies, but the news of the supplies being shipped out was not stopped, and it is still unknown how much has been leaked.

In addition, the reinforcements from both directions were reluctant to cooperate.

The old emperor openly appointed him as regent, but in reality he did not allow him to mobilize too many people. The people who were killed recently and whose property was confiscated were all counted in his name.

"If we don't clean up the enemy country, I'm afraid they will take advantage of the chaos to cause trouble."

He didn't care about the life or death of Da Qi, but if the other party wanted to incite a prince to kill the old emperor, that would be unacceptable.

The old emperor actually just wanted to delay the situation so that he would have no time to recover the lost border territories before his life came to an end.

In this way, even if you get the item back, the transaction is not completed.

Wen Zhi raised his hand, placed the information on the candlestick and lit it on fire. Just as he was about to go out, the wind and snow outside suddenly became extremely cold.

A knife with a cold glow stabbed over, ruthlessly and with the intention of killing someone.

Wen Zhi stepped aside slightly and kicked the man out decisively.

He wanted to eliminate those who were collaborating with the enemy, and of course the other side wanted to strike first.

A lot of spies have been cleared out recently, some by him and some by Li Heng.

Da Qi has been infiltrated like a sieve, and it would be impossible without the help of high-ranking officials in the court.

As soon as we found the clues, the assassin came.

Wen Zhi's eyes were calm. He grabbed the neck of an ordinary-looking assassin wearing the uniform of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau with one hand, and asked with a smile,
"Who sent you?"

The assassins had not expected that the national teacher of Da Qi would have such powerful fighting ability.

Look at the warden over there, hiding behind a pillar and shouting for people to protect him. That is a normal reaction.

The veins around the assassin's eyes popped out and his eyes were bloodshot, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wen Zhi smiled, loosened his hand, and pushed the half-dead assassin to the arriving guards.

Li Heng wanted to eliminate Da Qi more than he did.

He had to deliver the information to Shen You! There was no time to waste.

at this time.

Just outside the meeting study, several ministers had unhappy expressions on their faces.

"Ah," someone sighed, "It seems that the saint means that when the army is ready, he will be the military advisor and go to the northern border."

"Do we really have to rely on these sorcerers who spread lies to confuse the people when we go to the battlefield? Can they make the enemy retreat by performing magic?"

The generals spoke of Wen Zhi with even more disdain.

The military advisors of the Great Qi Dynasty were second only to the emperor in status. They had all been on the battlefield and had made contributions. How could they bear to listen to the orders of such a person!